![Two black-and-white photos of same black doorway in adobe wall, one with O'Keeffe leaning against frame, the other with Webb in same pose](https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/Wc48Ct4BnW4lG04xt-WT-2Nuf84=/35x98:968x1031/80x80/media/img/2024/12/OkeefOpenerWhite/original.png 80w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/cVwxbUiveUhVNt0Px0XcG4GTvog=/35x98:968x1031/96x96/media/img/2024/12/OkeefOpenerWhite/original.png 96w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/mUyOx49pqrUiQNYpy37-zJr2JPU=/35x98:968x1031/128x128/media/img/2024/12/OkeefOpenerWhite/original.png 128w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/kWp5pHSNe-RS_b7Jnz-LjHHW2sM=/35x98:968x1031/160x160/media/img/2024/12/OkeefOpenerWhite/original.png 160w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/DK3plVxDE-79zz8o44lZRE1CGP8=/35x98:968x1031/192x192/media/img/2024/12/OkeefOpenerWhite/original.png 192w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/GXzF-F6970xUR3jhjQN_ZHuI6PA=/35x98:968x1031/256x256/media/img/2024/12/OkeefOpenerWhite/original.png 256w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/9BqE2ZtBWZEtvwwwkRqqK20IeL8=/35x98:968x1031/384x384/media/img/2024/12/OkeefOpenerWhite/original.png 384w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/YZqCaxc1CHHHZx9YT8VkxdNJpKY=/35x98:968x1031/512x512/media/img/2024/12/OkeefOpenerWhite/original.png 512w)
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The photographer Todd Webb met Georgia O’Keeffe within the Nineteen Forties, at Alfred Stieglitz’s gallery An American Place. O’Keeffe appreciated Webb and his work, and they grew to become buddies for all times. Partly at O’Keeffe’s urging, Webb moved to New Mexico within the early Sixties, and he was a frequent visitor at O’Keeffe’s house in Abiquiu. He usually introduced his digicam.
![black-and-white photo taken from back seat of O'Keeffe driving car while wearing gloves, scarf over hair, and broad-brimmed black hat](https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/KyAjbYvTuj5mz687xthisQf4v1I=/0x0:3940x2639/640x429/media/img/posts/2024/12/OK4590151959/original.png 640w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/bj230K4pdVarixnjCUBMKVUsuQc=/0x0:3940x2639/750x503/media/img/posts/2024/12/OK4590151959/original.png 750w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/tkz2sN0Sd9DzUzx2IaD65Jt4clE=/0x0:3940x2639/850x570/media/img/posts/2024/12/OK4590151959/original.png 850w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/NZx8-eXLMV75YgxH2LVFDYvQ59E=/0x0:3940x2639/928x622/media/img/posts/2024/12/OK4590151959/original.png 928w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/wsNPB0wb7af0VZvD9sVQqJ-2SUM=/0x0:3940x2639/1536x1029/media/img/posts/2024/12/OK4590151959/original.png 1536w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/f5t1ye1ppuOctf6Bt7_WtrVnbOU=/0x0:3940x2639/1856x1244/media/img/posts/2024/12/OK4590151959/original.png 1856w)
![O'Keeffe seated in garden with legs crossed next to large black Chow dog sitting on stump with another dog near her feet](https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/xObPEuJY473lw05KHYBfk38PZDI=/0x0:1061x1300/655x803/media/img/posts/2024/12/OK1770011962_PRINT/original.png 655w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/MzE7aCaINlxzoYFt749w8SeG0DY=/0x0:1061x1300/750x919/media/img/posts/2024/12/OK1770011962_PRINT/original.png 750w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/JkGRB_W2DvsQooLda4lMLeaec9k=/0x0:1061x1300/850x1042/media/img/posts/2024/12/OK1770011962_PRINT/original.png 850w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/erYGa4dxZ-RUOh83UuNbvQ6MOJI=/0x0:1061x1300/928x1138/media/img/posts/2024/12/OK1770011962_PRINT/original.png 928w)
![black-and-white photo of O'Keeffe wearing white collared shirt, denim jacket, and striped apron standing at kitchen counter using a blender](https://i0.wp.com/cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/VYM9yUioEirKl9FAmquWZaSIOGw%3D/media/img/posts/2024/12/GeorgiaO_KeeffeinGhostRanchKitchenblender1962_Print/original.png?resize=982%2C1008&ssl=1)
Webb’s photos from these visits present a window into the painter’s each day life. O’Keeffe wore hats to guard her face, and scarves to guard her lengthy, lustrous hair; she mentioned it’s best to by no means let your hair get sunburned. She wore crisp white collars, which turned no matter else she wore—black linen, blue denim—stylish. She appreciated to make “Tiger’s Milk” for breakfast, a concoction of banana, skim milk, powdered milk, wheat germ, and brewer’s yeast, really helpful by the nutritionist Adelle Davis. O’Keeffe stored a collection of Chow canines, which she liked for his or her loyalty and dignity, their large magnificence. Their coats had been so thick that she had a scarf constructed from the sheddings. When her favourite canine, Bo, died, she buried him on the White Place, her identify for the pale, majestic hills close to Abiquiu that seem in a lot of her work. Years later, she wrote to Webb that she appreciated to consider Bo at evening, nonetheless “operating and leaping” by way of the hills.
![black-and-white scan of front and back of handwritten letter from O'Keeffe to Webb in looping cursive script](https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/DaJW8uQ8wJ6ruWmTCHn7BRyHKt0=/0x0:1889x1189/640x403/media/img/posts/2024/12/OkLetter11819541/original.png 640w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/sa4wI5qYh336mGgZ4VGh8oBz-5g=/0x0:1889x1189/750x472/media/img/posts/2024/12/OkLetter11819541/original.png 750w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/ZHRJdA9uVxB182fIu1Mg5njFibs=/0x0:1889x1189/850x535/media/img/posts/2024/12/OkLetter11819541/original.png 850w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/agaCYDpS1uVL0v7qq4MGv5DJvnI=/0x0:1889x1189/928x584/media/img/posts/2024/12/OkLetter11819541/original.png 928w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/M6HYIw41RKsgO4KUIm6-ttYZX2g=/0x0:1889x1189/1536x967/media/img/posts/2024/12/OkLetter11819541/original.png 1536w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/ZAUWXpnfZZbH8ZN9GStndaUC-JQ=/0x0:1889x1189/1856x1168/media/img/posts/2024/12/OkLetter11819541/original.png 1856w)
![black-and-white photo of O'Keeffe standing in middle of photo in a horizontal beam of sunlight with canyon above and her mirrored reflection in the water below](https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/5QD1bUKmKjVK8u9mrUX7d34gfaE=/0x0:2300x1739/640x484/media/img/posts/2024/12/ToddWebbOKeeffe44OK6455/original.png 640w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/wkLTmE0-eEsUslAVKiVkEtgkEbI=/0x0:2300x1739/750x567/media/img/posts/2024/12/ToddWebbOKeeffe44OK6455/original.png 750w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/OQDZE3BM-0xdsRyqB0O7w5V6CgA=/0x0:2300x1739/850x643/media/img/posts/2024/12/ToddWebbOKeeffe44OK6455/original.png 850w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/mfGhV2fIgm2hT5riAi6D3OJxVuE=/0x0:2300x1739/928x702/media/img/posts/2024/12/ToddWebbOKeeffe44OK6455/original.png 928w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/LDoWyPPgQJNNpsrlORMKjj0uJvg=/0x0:2300x1739/1536x1162/media/img/posts/2024/12/ToddWebbOKeeffe44OK6455/original.png 1536w, https://cdn.theatlantic.com/thumbor/Xway7LiCldKz9q-3UgiSakYA4Zk=/0x0:2300x1739/1856x1404/media/img/posts/2024/12/ToddWebbOKeeffe44OK6455/original.png 1856w)
Webb taught O’Keeffe find out how to use a digicam. They photographed one another standing within the doorway at her home in Abiquiu. She as soon as mentioned that she’d purchased the home as a result of she was transfixed by that door, which she depicted in her work again and again, at all times empty. The photographs are austere and summary: It’s onerous to search out the magic within the clean black rectangles. However O’Keeffe and Webb, every standing alone within the body, reveal the doorway’s unearthly proportions: It was too extensive for people, too excessive for animals, too slender for carriages. Who was it for? The gods.
This text seems within the February 2025 print version with the headline “O’Keeffe within the Body.”